Post by Raven Glassfire: Humanity lost on May 30, 2007 12:32:36 GMT -5
Orgasmic Plastic
Orgasmic plastic
Beauty queen
Cut me up I feel nothing
Tainted beauty
Silicone hell
Cast upon an empty shell
I wanna’ be your Barbie
Oh let me please
I want to be your plastic whore and your drama queen
I want to be your Barbie
In my fantastic slut galore
From fake smiles, to fake cars, to beings f**ked on fake floors
I want to be your Barbie
Oh just let me please
Beat me, ignore me, you know that’s my thing
It’s orgasmic
It’s fantastic
It’s an all American dream
To be run by beauty and ignorant to all I see
Just show me off
I’m your pretty little thing
Your trophy wife
Your willing bride
Your teenage stuck up B**ch
These spray on tan and bleach blond hair are causing me to itch
I’m succumbing to your lies
It’s so easily to see that this hole in my heart isn’t the only minuscule thing
So please, won’t you let me?
This title suits me well
Play with me till you’re bored and then walk on me like eggshells
Use me, abuse me, I’ll be there through and through
This laminated face hides the inner pain I go through
...
She cuts her arms in fits of despair
Hiding in the darkness wishing to reach out
I view her wretched body, wanting to shout
She doesn't see me or how much I care
Her body dove white, red tainting fair.
Terrified I watch her with eyes turning wet
yet grossly consumed by this freakish behavior
She looks upon me as though I'm her savior
Saying she's fine, I can't help but fret
Remembering the scars from the first time we met.
Why can't she see that this isn't the way?
The screws dig yet deeper in the flesh of her skin.
Blood leaks out everywhere, expunging all sin.
Still I sit speechless, unsure what to say
I sense a strange debt that she feels she must pay.
Finally she stops and stews in her shame,
calmly cleaning the life-force that's dripped on the floor
barely managing to stand as she leans on the door.
Compared to earlier, she now seems to tame
Foolishly I wonder if it was all just a game.
Deep down inside though I know that's not true
Never before has she looked so small and frail...
I want to say something but her skin is so pale.
No words will come for her eyes are so blue
Searching my own for some sort of clue
Acceptance or otherwise she won't find in me
I make sure instead she sees nothing but love
along with a smile from heaven above
She answers my warmth as though it was key,
Giving a grin as she's finally set free.
......
Joke
a game
a score for him
turned my life
changing me forever.
maybe I wouldn't have stayed pure
but his deceit
was a dose of the devil
that spread through me
and not easily cured.
His hot sweaty body
muscular and heavy
weighed mine down
and blurred
my already drunk vision.
Telling me "hold tight"
taming my whimpers and squirms,
I closed my eyes in pain.
He took my innocence away
and who's to say
he regrets this day.
He was rewarded
congratulated
for a piece of my life.
I may be bruised inside,
but growing strong
angels
life me above
his poverty in spirit.
Alone I now find
a jewel so clear inside
that never really was taken.
Is this really as sad as it seems?
.......
A thought
The sun has set,
Like the first night
The wolf howled,
Like the full wolf
Cursed be to HIM
He who abandoned me
HE who stole my innocence
Forgotten flowers wilt,
On the dry nights,
Petals crumble
And fall.
Bitter in the taste
Of the polluted rain,
On my tongue.
Cold are the winds that blow,
Through the trees and the grass
Where I lay sleeping.
Under the stars.
And I dream Of HIM,
My body burned black by sin
Where he touched me
Blessed is the darkness
Born of my pain,
Hell saw play that day,
And gained one more..
....
CARVING
Tonight I crave a mask in place,
A simple tear is all I shed,
No pain, No emotion barred.
Tonight I carve a picture of peace
A trail out of the land of fire.
I carve what others cannot see..
And what many others refuse to believe.
I carve to give a face to war
A name to my enemy.
Tonight I carve a place in my heart,
To set free the venom of "man"
A simple tear is all that is shed,
Amidst the rustle of angles wings.
Yet, no heavenly motion ever still
Can remove the traces of those gone before me
From the graveyard of my arms
Nor pull for my eye's
The echo of betrayal
A moment of silence
In remembrance of what used to be.
......
Felt
There are times
When all I feel
Is a mixture
Of black emotions.
A dark cocktail
Of fear, hate
Loneliness, jealousy;
A need to destroy.
All these are quietened
By a hurtful calm.
Sick and manipulative,
It makes me tense,
But soothes me
In a dangerous way,
Telling me to be scared,
Urging me to hate,
Making me feel lonely,
Then telling me
Not to worry.
But it's too late now,
I am afraid,
I've been given
All the destructive thoughts
I need to make myself hurt.
But I'm too calm
To be safe,
So calm that I'm numb
And nothing matters.
I can still see clearly,
But my logic
Makes no sense;
My black emotions
Are shadowing it.
I can no longer define
Between black and white,
Right and wrong.
There's nothing I can do,
I need to let it out,
But the numbness
Stops me;
For awhile.
Sealing everything in,
Good thoughts get trapped
With the bad,
Love turns sour
And happiness dissolves.
It must get it out,
I need to let it escape,
So I let it go,
And a soothing pain
Spreads through me,
A cold balm
For a small time,
But I only feel worse,
And need the pain
Even more.
........
She sees his beauty,
She sees his grace,
but her passion for him,
Lies not in his face.
He speaks of travels,
of vivid dreams.
She sees him bleed passion.
His soul at her gleams.
She watched him grow,
his spirit morph,
only her heavy heart,
sees what he's worth.
She dabbed his tears,
with an unsteady hand,
the salty remorse
did her life 'ever brand.
She turned away,
as their paths force apart,
blind to the secret,
that lies in his heart.
She'd never suspect,
his own secret fear,
of living without,
that sweet voice sighing near.
Did they see the anguish
as they pull apart?
The same secret still thriving,
in two separate hearts.
........
She was sent with a purpose,
Thus wouldn’t allow,
Herself to go on,
With out answers now.
Her life was a struggle,
A constant fight.
In escaping regret,
Loosing her might.
Deep into herself,
She felt herself fall,
T’ward the black tainted secrets,
She made her self crawl.
Silent. Undetected,
She cradled her face
Tears glide her pale skin
A sobbed dance of pure grace.
Once again she searches,
For the ever hiding truths,
Her life, the dark hallways,
For the surrendering sleuth.
She reaches her end,
Blood seeps from her flaws.
She was sent with a purpose,
But left with a cause.
.........
Orgasmic plastic
Beauty queen
Cut me up I feel nothing
Tainted beauty
Silicone hell
Cast upon an empty shell
I wanna’ be your Barbie
Oh let me please
I want to be your plastic whore and your drama queen
I want to be your Barbie
In my fantastic slut galore
From fake smiles, to fake cars, to beings f**ked on fake floors
I want to be your Barbie
Oh just let me please
Beat me, ignore me, you know that’s my thing
It’s orgasmic
It’s fantastic
It’s an all American dream
To be run by beauty and ignorant to all I see
Just show me off
I’m your pretty little thing
Your trophy wife
Your willing bride
Your teenage stuck up B**ch
These spray on tan and bleach blond hair are causing me to itch
I’m succumbing to your lies
It’s so easily to see that this hole in my heart isn’t the only minuscule thing
So please, won’t you let me?
This title suits me well
Play with me till you’re bored and then walk on me like eggshells
Use me, abuse me, I’ll be there through and through
This laminated face hides the inner pain I go through
...
She cuts her arms in fits of despair
Hiding in the darkness wishing to reach out
I view her wretched body, wanting to shout
She doesn't see me or how much I care
Her body dove white, red tainting fair.
Terrified I watch her with eyes turning wet
yet grossly consumed by this freakish behavior
She looks upon me as though I'm her savior
Saying she's fine, I can't help but fret
Remembering the scars from the first time we met.
Why can't she see that this isn't the way?
The screws dig yet deeper in the flesh of her skin.
Blood leaks out everywhere, expunging all sin.
Still I sit speechless, unsure what to say
I sense a strange debt that she feels she must pay.
Finally she stops and stews in her shame,
calmly cleaning the life-force that's dripped on the floor
barely managing to stand as she leans on the door.
Compared to earlier, she now seems to tame
Foolishly I wonder if it was all just a game.
Deep down inside though I know that's not true
Never before has she looked so small and frail...
I want to say something but her skin is so pale.
No words will come for her eyes are so blue
Searching my own for some sort of clue
Acceptance or otherwise she won't find in me
I make sure instead she sees nothing but love
along with a smile from heaven above
She answers my warmth as though it was key,
Giving a grin as she's finally set free.
......
Joke
a game
a score for him
turned my life
changing me forever.
maybe I wouldn't have stayed pure
but his deceit
was a dose of the devil
that spread through me
and not easily cured.
His hot sweaty body
muscular and heavy
weighed mine down
and blurred
my already drunk vision.
Telling me "hold tight"
taming my whimpers and squirms,
I closed my eyes in pain.
He took my innocence away
and who's to say
he regrets this day.
He was rewarded
congratulated
for a piece of my life.
I may be bruised inside,
but growing strong
angels
life me above
his poverty in spirit.
Alone I now find
a jewel so clear inside
that never really was taken.
Is this really as sad as it seems?
.......
A thought
The sun has set,
Like the first night
The wolf howled,
Like the full wolf
Cursed be to HIM
He who abandoned me
HE who stole my innocence
Forgotten flowers wilt,
On the dry nights,
Petals crumble
And fall.
Bitter in the taste
Of the polluted rain,
On my tongue.
Cold are the winds that blow,
Through the trees and the grass
Where I lay sleeping.
Under the stars.
And I dream Of HIM,
My body burned black by sin
Where he touched me
Blessed is the darkness
Born of my pain,
Hell saw play that day,
And gained one more..
....
CARVING
Tonight I crave a mask in place,
A simple tear is all I shed,
No pain, No emotion barred.
Tonight I carve a picture of peace
A trail out of the land of fire.
I carve what others cannot see..
And what many others refuse to believe.
I carve to give a face to war
A name to my enemy.
Tonight I carve a place in my heart,
To set free the venom of "man"
A simple tear is all that is shed,
Amidst the rustle of angles wings.
Yet, no heavenly motion ever still
Can remove the traces of those gone before me
From the graveyard of my arms
Nor pull for my eye's
The echo of betrayal
A moment of silence
In remembrance of what used to be.
......
Felt
There are times
When all I feel
Is a mixture
Of black emotions.
A dark cocktail
Of fear, hate
Loneliness, jealousy;
A need to destroy.
All these are quietened
By a hurtful calm.
Sick and manipulative,
It makes me tense,
But soothes me
In a dangerous way,
Telling me to be scared,
Urging me to hate,
Making me feel lonely,
Then telling me
Not to worry.
But it's too late now,
I am afraid,
I've been given
All the destructive thoughts
I need to make myself hurt.
But I'm too calm
To be safe,
So calm that I'm numb
And nothing matters.
I can still see clearly,
But my logic
Makes no sense;
My black emotions
Are shadowing it.
I can no longer define
Between black and white,
Right and wrong.
There's nothing I can do,
I need to let it out,
But the numbness
Stops me;
For awhile.
Sealing everything in,
Good thoughts get trapped
With the bad,
Love turns sour
And happiness dissolves.
It must get it out,
I need to let it escape,
So I let it go,
And a soothing pain
Spreads through me,
A cold balm
For a small time,
But I only feel worse,
And need the pain
Even more.
........
She sees his beauty,
She sees his grace,
but her passion for him,
Lies not in his face.
He speaks of travels,
of vivid dreams.
She sees him bleed passion.
His soul at her gleams.
She watched him grow,
his spirit morph,
only her heavy heart,
sees what he's worth.
She dabbed his tears,
with an unsteady hand,
the salty remorse
did her life 'ever brand.
She turned away,
as their paths force apart,
blind to the secret,
that lies in his heart.
She'd never suspect,
his own secret fear,
of living without,
that sweet voice sighing near.
Did they see the anguish
as they pull apart?
The same secret still thriving,
in two separate hearts.
........
She was sent with a purpose,
Thus wouldn’t allow,
Herself to go on,
With out answers now.
Her life was a struggle,
A constant fight.
In escaping regret,
Loosing her might.
Deep into herself,
She felt herself fall,
T’ward the black tainted secrets,
She made her self crawl.
Silent. Undetected,
She cradled her face
Tears glide her pale skin
A sobbed dance of pure grace.
Once again she searches,
For the ever hiding truths,
Her life, the dark hallways,
For the surrendering sleuth.
She reaches her end,
Blood seeps from her flaws.
She was sent with a purpose,
But left with a cause.
.........